Novel & Cerita Mahito Shirtless

chasing him back, Shana stop abruptly when she saw Vihaan turning to face her. Waiting for a second, meanwhile ignoring his chiseled chest as if she didnot even saw it, she continued " there was no such ritual or thung of consumating our marriage before sitting in the puja." Listening to her carefully, Vihaan did not respond immediately. A look of pure mishchief covered his face and he hurriedly pick the Navy tshirt he was supposed to wear. Being semi naked in this situation was not going to help. "I didn't" wearing the tshirt he had in his hands for a while, he continued once he was finished " lie".

He was fucking shirtless. That he was shirtless wasn't only the problem, but also his skin. His skin was slick with a faint sheen of sweat, like he just finished a workout. His muscles looked enhanced. His chest was dusted with just enough dark hair to make her pulse skip. And lower...his abs were a roadmap of ridges leading to the waistband of a pair of low-slung athletic shorts. She could tell he wasn't wearing any underwear, because the fabric did nothing to hide the heavy outline straining against it.

If simply unbuttoning his shirt does this much to me, then how am I supposed to survive this? He pulls off his shirt and lets it fall to the ground with a quiet thud. He stands tall, smirking proudly, and his chest is…bare. His chest is bare. Oh my god. “Do you want to touch me, Sorahiko?”. It's a slow drawl, meant to sound seductive— and it does. It’s a bit too seductive for me. What should I say? What should I do? How am I supposed to answer this? What is the right way to—

Standing there was Victor, spreading his undeniable charm; except he was shirtless, with a towel wrapped around his waist, dangerously low. Oh, what the....

It’s strangely domestic, a feeling I haven’t felt with the other bodyguards before him and I hate it. Despite the rising temperature and the bead of sweat rolling down my back in my light cotton clothes, Josiah must be roasting in his black shirt and workout shorts. “Trying to get me to take my shirt off?” He teased, a neutral face in place. His words would have been flirty if his face had a grin. “You wish.” It wasn’t the most inspired answer yet but it was all I could think of. Honestly, I want to see him shirtless. I bet his abs are undoubtedly another amazing sight like the rest of his body.

He's standing before the wide open fridge shirtless, a black shirt which I’m quite sure he was wearing earlier on his shoulder, gulping a bottle of water hungrily and there's no doubt that he's coming from the gym. Broad shoulders, strong masculine hands which look like would never let you go once he gets a hold of you, broad chest, deep abs and a defined V line that disappears somewhere in his black shorts. His hair is a little messy and damp, perhaps from pouring water on his head to cool off during the workout. He clears his throat and that's when I realise that I have been staring. Maybe for a minute way too long than I should have. “Good morning. I don't…think it's that hot in here.” I

And no one warned him about it. “Let's start the first match! The mighty warrior of all time, Menitto, will compete with the lightning-like newcomer, Warrior Norah!” Wow. A loud cheer erupted as if to shake the field. Alpha Rohan appears from the other door. He didn't get any bigger cheers than Menitto, but almost everyone watched him closely. In contrast to Menitto's almost naked appearance, relying only on tight shorts to cover his important parts, Alpha Rohan appeared covered in clothes. I think it's too covered up because he's wearing a turtleneck t-shirt and pants that reach down to his heels.

I went to my dresser and then looked for a dress that wouldn’t be too loose on my mate's hot and sexy body. "The fabric of this shirt looks so thin," I said softly to myself when I saw a shirt that I feel will be skintight on Freya's body. The only problem is that the fabric was a bit thin and it will show her curves. Without hesitation, I immediately pulled out my favorite sweater, she can wear the skintight shirt but she also needs to wear my favorite sweater to cover her hot and sexy body. There's no way I will let all the mate-less warriors in this pack stare lustfully at my mate's hot and sexy body while we're in the training.

I'm going crazy with happiness. I stepped out of the bathroom and found him still standing shirtless. Oh god! Why didn't he wear the shirt yet? His being shirtless, my weakness. He strolled to me with a mischievous smile, making me confused. He bent down and slipped his face into the t-shirt which I'm wearing and captured my lips, grabbing my bare waist, pulling me closer to himself. As our bare bodies came in contact, I froze for a second. He kissed me passionately and deeply, gliding his hand up my back inside the shirt and rubbing his bare body against mine. He is taking my breath away with this intense kiss and making my every cell alive.

she almost shouted in joy. Yes, maybe she's not the adventurous type of a person but she know how to appreciate a breathtaking view, including this waterfalls in front of them. While she was still busy appreciating the view, she was shock when suddenly, Helios removed his shirt and pants! He's still wearing his boxer but Amara is really shy seeing him like this because... well, he got a body to die for. And even his treasure between his legs seems proud. "You're going to take a swim?" she asked as he looked at the other direction. "It's still early." His body is really distracting her.